July 11

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by top_otaku

by top_otaku

dear puddin

I went to see him today. jack, mister j., the joker or whatever else I might call him. he wasn't there! no furniture or anything humorous. there was no trace of him.

I didnt know what to do. I want to move on. I have to move on. in the back of my mind a voice is nagging me to find him. to prove my loyalty and ride off into the sunset. how I wish I could. how my heart aches at his absence.

life isn't any fun, without him.

I feel tired now so goodnight puddin.